After mature consieration

poem

 

 

After mature consideration

 

When was young I used to feel

 how strange it must be to get old.

Now I am old my thoughts still steal

back to when I was young and bold

 

The only difference I can see

between how I felt then and now

I used to have more energy

 and now I have to take things slow.

 

I used to act impulsively

but now I think before I act.

I cannot spare the energy

 I used to waste and that’s a fact.

 

But on the whole I feel the same

 as I did fifty years ago

I am not boasting when I claim

 I know more than I used to know.

 

Back then I knew I knew it all

I know now that I do not know

and what I do I can’t recall

even the little that I should know.

 

If asked I answer truthfully.

 I say that I would rather be

Seventy three than twenty three

I much prefer maturity.

 

26-Feb-08

 

 

 

Reviews

[Matt Penrose]

This is another lovely poem, poeticpiers. A great rhythm of prose about age and maturity.